lirik lagu j.r.e – rollin up
j.r.e – rollin up
[chorus]
rollin up
high grade spliffs keep rolling up
pouring up
strictly henny in my cup
pulling up
foreign whips suburban trucks
b-tches thirst
left their mans to f-ck with us
your hoe on my d-ck ‘cause i got her lit
i was rolling up
i hit up spliff and then i take a trip
yea im pulling up
i drank a bottle of henny im lit
i was pouring up
in a foreign whip with a foreign b-tch
b-tches f-ck with us
[verse 1]
(woo)
micheal jackson bout to shoot a thriller
(woo)
turned your wifey to a hoe im a lady k!ller
(woo)
i feel the tightness of that p-ssy but ill never feel her
(woo)
she bought me foreigns all authentic but im f-cking realer
(oh lord)
dealer
i feel like a dealer the way that im serving these feigns
mixing
mixing these tracks like its sprite with the promethazine
these thots
she f-cked one n-gga then she gotta f-ck the team
im khaled
all we all we do is win
i pop bottle after bottle like drunkard
your hoe trash you should send her to the junk yard
smoking so much gas swear to god i think my lungs bad
that p-ssy water im just sailing call me sinbad woah
how ya mans turned to a feign and he was the dealer
can’t stand straight you be xanned up but you wanna be a k!ller
gimme cash straight or get castrated then im on my way to the dealer
im on my iron mike sh-t you rappers might not like this
(oh lord)
[chorus]
rollin up
high grade spliffs keep rolling up
pouring up
strictly henny in my cup
pulling up
foreign whips suburban trucks
b-tches thirst
left their mans to f-ck with us
your hoe on my d-ck ‘cause i got her lit
i was rolling up
i hit up spliff and then i take a trip
yea im pulling up
i drank a bottle of henny im lit
i was pouring up
in a foreign whip with a foreign b-tch
b-tches f-ck with us
[verse 2]
(oo oo)
thats your wifey thats my hoe but she loves me
(oo oo)
she takes your cash she brings it for me do you dirty
(oo oo)
three shots now im in her hole thats a birdie
(oo oo)
three shots fly his f-cking soul thats birdie yea
i ain’t really on the beef sh-t its too much money for me to die young
id rather be in a thick b-tch with them big lips getting mad tongue
lit trips to cities blowing euro dollars and mad pounds
im having mad fun, f-ck is talking bout man down
im wiser now been through so much in life
had to get up out them streets i did not love that life
then i feel in love with beats yea that love is for life
now im f-cking every stage up and they know thats onsite
i roll good weed, b-tch im a stoner
im young and restless adrian broner
she thinks she s-xy the b-tch thinks i want her
ive got a check list and b-tch youre not on it
(oh lord)
[chorus]
rollin up
high grade spliffs keep rolling up
pouring up
strictly henny in my cup
pulling up
foreign whips suburban trucks
b-tches thirst
left their mans to f-ck with us
your hoe on my d-ck ‘cause i got her lit
i was rolling up
i hit up spliff and then i take a trip
yea im pulling up
i drank a bottle of henny im lit
i was pouring up
in a foreign whip with a foreign b-tch
b-tches f-ck with us
rollin up
high grade spliffs keep rolling up
pouring up
strictly henny in my cup
pulling up
foreign whips suburban trucks
b-tches thirst
left their mans to f-ck with us
your hoe on my d-ck ‘cause i got her lit
i was rolling up
i hit up spliff and then i take a trip
yea im pulling up
i drank a bottle of henny im lit
i was pouring up
in a foreign whip with a foreign b-tch
b-tches f-ck with us
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